Oh happy day and thank you, Daddy, for teaching me how to drive a boat and tie the easy necessary knots and catch crabs with chicken necks and be safe (above all!) on water and land, to drive a little longer distance to get a coke in a glass bottle and make that extra distance be the special part, to go down isthmuses of land only known at low tide (and then how to back up at high speeds to get the hell out of there), to borrow Christmas Trees with a Flatt and Scruggs soundtrack, to sing, always, and always in harmony, that music needs to “get you off!”, how to do the nitty gritty: drive stick shift, shoot guns, change tires, jump cars, gut fish, set up the stereo just right, change the strings, make the grilled cheese, know the tides and how to catch the waves, get backstage and be cool, and the big stuff: how to measure happiness and time in terms of action, how to lose parts of yourself and come out the other side, what a marriage and a life should and can be, the absolute power of unrelenting positivity, that life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death, and, of course, always be master of your own destiny.
6 thoughts on “Happy Father’s Day.”
Love the tribute to your Dad – found on his facebook post. Personal favorite: catching crabs with chicken necks. That resonates with my Williamsburg memories. You make me smile! Thanks.
Thank you! I’m looking forward to hopefully doing some slow river activities with him when I’m back in Virginia next week, chicken necks and all.
You always leave me breathless with your pen. Love being in the wake of your words, Nanner…
Thanks Sal, love to big Steve E this Father’s Day as well!
Wow–really nice. Hope to see you at 5:15s. We’re gonna work up some fine accordian tunes.
Oh man! I’d better start shedding “House of the Rising Sun”! Or maybe I’ll leave that to Rennie and just work on some three part harmonies with my Mama… either way I can’t wait.